One of the most charming stories Phoenix has heard recently came from a friend directing a programme on Nuclear Submarines, and their bases in Scotland. With one always at sea, the key is supposed to be a stealthy secrecy, fearlessly patrolling the oceanic depths, and maintaining the sterling defence of the realm. What has some of the more secrecy minded vaguely exasperated though, among all that billion pound technology, is a little live webcam sitting somewhere on a hill, overlooking one particular estuary, so that every time the warhead carrying subaquatic juggernaut sets off on a jaunt, the fact is relayed straight to whoever happens to be watching at the time. You can’t imagine that happening in the US or Russia, but in dear old Blighty we clearly have an eye on those universal democrat values!